Scoil: Moynalty (B.)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Poets' Farewell to the Days of his Youth (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Tormenting care with galling spleen
   My mental place invaded.
   The sun for me now shines in vain,
   Dejection is prevailing.
   Yet 'tis unmanly to complain
   When plans are inavailing.

   'Tis true I loved my country dear,
   Oppression base I hated,
   The voice of freedom still I hear
   Although I'm isolated.
   Oh, Erin, may your sons be free
   And tyranny suspended,
   High and exalted may you be
   When my career is ended.

   And now I'll bid a long farewell
   To every glade and fountain,
   To every lonely silent dell,
   To every vale and mountain.
   To those green paths and purling streams,
   Bright scenes of my first rambles,
   Where warbling birds their joy proclaims
   Amid green leaves and brambles."

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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